The pose spread her thighs widely. As he checked Gloria’s positioning on the bench The Master noted with satisfaction that the pose caused her pussy...to gape open. Yes, she certainly looked vulnerable. Finally, assured by her that she was comfortable, The Master suggested that she enjoy herself. In the member’s room he verified that the four male acolytes understood their roles. He knew that each man, as well as Gloria, was about to fulfil an individual fantasy. He left them, noting as he passed. “I’ve seen your big penis before, but it’s never been headed for ME before!”“That’s right. And now it is, if you’re willing. Or more specifically, it’s headed for that little vaginal opening between your legs. You still like that idea?”“Yes!”It started sliding in. They both cooed with pleasure. Then her daddy started the fucking motion. In and out and in and out. It felt great. When he said the “One, two, three...” she would be sure to think about making him come. She wanted it to be good for. "And I can tell you have had fun with other girls, too," as her hand slid down to my waist. It was true but it had been an awfully long time. I froze there as my body begged for me to let things happen.Veronica is a wholesome beauty. Not a fashion model but the kind of approachable beauty that appeals to other women like me. Shoulder length black hair, dark Latin eyes, skin tones that reflected her Mexican heritage, and a well proportioned figure that had filled out a bit too much. But I didn't. Ferguson,” I replied. He looked at the clock, it said 3:13. “You only have to stay until 3:45.” He pointed out as if he was a little disappointed. I was a little confused. “I know it’s not really my place to ask, but are you all right?” I blurted out. “I am just fine, Ms. Montgomery!” he yelled. I jumped almost out of my sit. He literary scared the crap out of me. I was wondered it, but I didn’t bring it up after that. “Mr. Ferguson, it seems I’ve forgotten my pencil pouch in my locker, can I.